Best Earn His Keep Poems

I awaken; the darkened skies my alarm clock
I reek of whiskey, scotch and pastis
Tumbling out of bed, I reach for a cigarette
The dusk harkens as I rise to ply my trade

I am embodied inside a one room flat
The nightlife and the ladies both coming to...

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I start my day with bubbles on my skin
and water nearly hot when I jump in!
Replying to friends' emails makes me glow.
A quickie breakfast; off to work I go!

My work is pretty nice; I teach each day.
I can't imagine any other way
to earn my keep;...

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Panicked trips down the rabbit hole goes as follows,
Far beneath the depths and hollows.
Way before first breath of plaque,
Meaningless so void and vague.
Til death you see we meet again,
Born to die and live to sin.
Time is out and toll the bell,
Body in the wishing well.
The...

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There is a disturbing discrepancy
Between mortals and the spirit world,
Such as the eternal salvation of man
From the curse of sin and its hold.

The paradox of a meek virgin conceiving
After being by the Spirit overshadowed,
And then a perfect chap is born in a manger
Is a narrative...

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On Willard Creek, a marsh does lay, 
upon a soft soliloquy of a dormant day...

The moss medusa within her array,
spreads a garden green for our display...

The water lilies conveniently convey, 
as the toads watch their passive prey...

Where butterflies boast their ballet, 
as sunshine seduces the...

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Well, poetry or music won’t earn your keep
Many times over we have heard
The love of money is the root of all evil.
Be rich but keep that in mind not to divulge it.
“Some think luxury is the opposite of poverty”.
But It is not. It is the...

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Those far off days from way back when
   My age was five, or maybe ten.
   No matter what, i was carefree.
   When i grow old what would i be,
   A lion tamer of renown
   Or...

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Since childhood I was always fascinated with nature
Curious to know how plants grow 
Always intrigued by the ingenuity of ants 
And mesmerized by the coordination 
And spectacular tactics of birds. 

Birds come in different colors and species 
They symbolize many conditions and have various 
Significance...

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Cheer and root is DONALD JUHG. 
Act a way in open also other evil schemes in secret.
Overt does or convert acts are china tyrants ’contacts.
Hong Kong china commie teacher pets might beg for china tyrants blesses. 
HONG–KONG-Donald Jung knows a group of HONG KONG dirty...

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Remember me well as I give thanks to each mother.
You women of this world …are simply like no other!
Right from conception to those dreaded contractions.
The thought of our well-being dictated your actions.
You labour at birth for a labour of love,
The pain is immense as you...

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He looked so lethargic sitting there in the parking lot of the oldest city in the world. I was perplexed as to why they harnessed him and tortured him in the cruel hot sun. I am no veterinarian of desert animals, but I knew something...

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I doubt it was a philosopher,
more likely an emperor,
but possibly both,
who first explored this sad relationship
between exclusion
and punishment,
colonialism
feeding repression.

I'll bet it was a Taoist mother
afraid bad weather would smother
all hope of restoring future peace
who first engaged our glad elationship
between inclusion
and cooperative reward,
creolization
feeding on multicultural
graceful impressions

This,...

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Shep the pup was working the sheep;
He had to work hard to earn his keep.
Away, come bye, walk in; but never a scold,
Because he always did what he was told.

Keeping all the sheep safe from harm,
Watching the sheep from dusk til’ dawn,
When he did something...

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See the money?
it’s not in one place
See the help?
it’s not in one face
My my…
See the Pass?
it’s the call of our Age
our time to change
...what’s important.

Come. Passion calls
on us all to pass it on
use the Write
to correct a wrong
amuse in delight
to carry on…

Come and Pass it...

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All things in moderation,
It's a good way to get along;
For life it seems is a smorgasbord,
Of work, play, strife and song.

How can we enjoy a meal,
If we only taste one dish?
How can we have the fullness of life,
With our mind set alone on one wish?

Life...

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